De Rerum Natura
Lucretius
Lucretius. De Rerum Natura. William Ellery Leonard. E. P. Dutton. 1916.
- The bolts of thunder, then, must be conceived
- As all begotten in those crasser clouds
- Up-piled aloft; for, from the sky serene
- And from the clouds of lighter density,
- None are sent forth forever. That 'tis so
- Beyond a doubt, fact plain to sense declares:
- To wit, at such a time the densed clouds
- So mass themselves through all the upper air
- That we might think that round about all murk
- Had parted forth from Acheron and filled
- The mighty vaults of sky- so grievously,
- As gathers thus the storm-clouds' gruesome might,
- Do faces of black horror hang on high-
- When tempest begins its thunderbolts to forge.
- Besides, full often also out at sea
- A blackest thunderhead, like cataract
- Of pitch hurled down from heaven, and far away
- Bulging with murkiness, down on the waves
- Falls with vast uproar, and draws on amain
- The darkling tempests big with thunderbolts
- And hurricanes, itself the while so crammed
- Tremendously with fires and winds, that even
- Back on the lands the people shudder round
- And seek for cover. Therefore, as I said,
- The storm must be conceived as o'er our head
- Towering most high; for never would the clouds
- O'erwhelm the lands with such a massy dark,
- Unless up-builded heap on lofty heap,
- To shut the round sun off. Nor could the clouds,
- As on they come, engulf with rain so vast
- As thus to make the rivers overflow
- And fields to float, if ether were not thus
- Furnished with lofty-piled clouds. Lo, then,
- Here be all things fulfilled with winds and fires-
- Hence the long lightnings and the thunders loud.
- For, verily, I've taught thee even now
- How cavernous clouds hold seeds innumerable
- Of fiery exhalations, and they must
- From off the sunbeams and the heat of these
- Take many still. And so, when that same wind
- (Which, haply, into one region of the sky
- Collects those clouds) hath pressed from out the same
- The many fiery seeds, and with that fire
- Hath at the same time inter-mixed itself,
- O then and there that wind, a whirlwind now,
- Deep in the belly of the cloud spins round
- In narrow confines, and sharpens there inside
- In glowing furnaces the thunderbolt.
- For in a two-fold manner is that wind
- Enkindled all: it trembles into heat
- Both by its own velocity and by
- Repeated touch of fire. Thereafter, when
- The energy of wind is heated through
- And the fierce impulse of the fire hath sped
- Deeply within, O then the thunderbolt,
- Now ripened, so to say, doth suddenly
- Splinter the cloud, and the aroused flash
- Leaps onward, lumining with forky light
- All places round. And followeth anon
- A clap so heavy that the skiey vaults,
- As if asunder burst, seem from on high
- To engulf the earth. Then fearfully a quake
- Pervades the lands, and 'long the lofty skies
- Run the far rumblings. For at such a time
- Nigh the whole tempest quakes, shook through and through,
- And roused are the roarings,- from which shock
- Comes such resounding and abounding rain,
- That all the murky ether seems to turn
- Now into rain, and, as it tumbles down,
- To summon the fields back to primeval floods:
- So big the rains that be sent down on men
- By burst of cloud and by the hurricane,
- What time the thunder-clap, from burning bolt
- That cracks the cloud, flies forth along. At times
- The force of wind, excited from without,
- Smiteth into a cloud already hot
- With a ripe thunderbolt.